Jack Johnson
C, D, G
It's as simple as something that nobody knows
That her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes
And the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards
And her feet are all covered with tar balls and scars
It's as common as something that nobody knows
That her beauty will follow wherever she goes
Up the hill, in the back of her house, in the woods
She'll love me forever, I know she should
And I remember when you and me, hmm, how we used to be, just good friends, wouldn't give
me none, and all I wanted was some.
She's got a whole lot of reasons, can't think of a single one that can justify leaving.
He's got none, but he thinks he's got so many problems, man, he's got too much time to waste.
Her dreams are like commercials, but her dreams are picture-perfect
And our dreams are so related, that they're often underestimated
It's simple as something that nobody knows That her eyes were as big as a bubble of toast
On the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards
Feet are all festive with our boss
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
You would only listen, you might just realize what you're missing, you're missing me
It's as simple as something that nobody knows That her eyes are as big as a bubbly toast
And the feet of a queen are the hearts of the cards
Fiddle, Fist, Tabaz, la-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, la-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, la-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, la-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta